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THE ARGUMENT OF THIS COMEDY

Set forth as clearly as discretion permits, for the convenience

of the intending reader

THESE shadows here are subtle: for they wait

Like usurers that briefly lend the sun

Disfavor and a stinted while to run

With flaunting vigor through life’s large estate

Of fire and turmoil; or like thieves that hate

No law-lord save the posturing of desire

With genuflexions where dejections tire

The fig-leaf’s trophy with the fig-leaf’s weight.

Yes; they are subtle: and where no light is

These tread not openly, as heretofore,

With whisperings of that at odds with this

To veil their passing, where a broken door

Confronts the zenith, and Semiramis,

At one with Upsilon, exhorts no more.